OK… so I know it’s only for a couple of weeks and I know I’ll be as safe as houses BUT, I can’t help but have the same feelings of nervousness and excitement from when I was departing Australia over 12 months ago. In case you haven’t been keeping up with me on facebook and twitter, I’m off to Spain for a couple of weeks of leisure time.
Travelling again after having settled into London life is an exciting proposition, if only to escape the grey skies that pass for summer and soak up some real sun rays. What I never expected as the trip drew near was how I would feel about going. On the one hand I’ve successfully navigated some 14 countries in Europe and can’t wait to see more but on the other I’ve got butterflies as big as aeroplanes flying around in my stomach.
Why am I nervous? I’ve backpacked before and conquered my fears of travelling foreign countries. I’ve been lost, almost got kicked off a train and got caught up in a number of drunken adventures and still found my way home each night. Every fear I had before I began my travels has been conquered or re-shaped into a tiny ball that it no longer worries me. So am I just mistaking a case of the travel butterflies for the excitement of seeing a new country?
Honestly I can’t answer that until I arrive in Seville later tonight. Where I have to get myself from the airport to my hostel and order my first meal in yet another country I’ve never been.
What I do know however is that even after living abroad for so long and having travelled around Europe on my own, the thought of travel still leaves me with the same rush of feelings of a first time backpacker. I’m excited to explore Spain and meet up with some travel blogging friends along the way, I’m excited to be exploring another new country and admiring the culture and history of the place, I’m excited to meet other people at the hostel and once again start the roundabout of making new friends for a couple of days.
So while the travel butterflies perform advanced acrobatic maneuvers in my stomach causing me to doubt myself I know it’s a good thing. I’m pushing my boundaries again, breaking the mold and ever so slowly growing that bit more self-confident.
How about you, what is it like to travel again after putting down roots for a while. Do you get all excited and nervous like I am or are you such a seasoned traveller now that you take it in your stride and jump at the chance to be anywhere but home?
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